The flight was fine, and in fact despite the strong winds that was the smoothest landing I've had for a long time - thank you Chris the pilot! The Airport staff were lovely and wheeled me through security and commented about the fact you don't get a cast on a broken leg; then I was wheeled to the plane before everyone else and my crutches and luggage stowed for me. I could get used to this! With the tailwind we landed 20 minutes early so after I'd been wheeled round the back way to the exit by a very chatty Scots lad, I had to wait a little while for Mr H; I used the time to walk down to the pickup/drop off point so he didn't have to pay for parking. Walking with luggage in a rucksack is OK, but I go half the speed..
Then there he was and time for big hugs, and a 45 minute drive back to the flat where Django met me on the stairs with a huge grin on his face - I wish I could have photographed it.
Whooooeeee, I'm on holiday!!
Somewhere in the Trossachs, Scotland - ie. nowhere near where I am now as I've not had a chance to take pictures yet!